One drink easily became two and two was quickly followed by three. It was the fourth drink that was special. I was serving the fourth drink at my place.
I wasn’t exactly sure how I went from not dating my competition to inviting her over to my house but life wasn’t a straight-forward road. Sometimes, things just happened and I wanted this to happen.
“Sorry for the mess,” I said as I handed her a glass of fresh orange juice. I’d offered her an alcoholic beverage but one look at the oranges in the fruit bowl had made up her mind.
She accepted the drink and immediately took a sip. “Ahh… There’s nothing better than fresh juice.”
I laughed as I put my glass against my lips. “I couldn’t agree more.”
“Mmmm…” She licked her lips, humming in appreciation. “I’ve been meaning to ask, are these C
